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The courtyard behind the Naval Office in Bastion was quiet in the mornings. That was why Zara came here. Bastion's capital was always buzzing, full of courier droids and whispers. Even the high towers of the Diarchs felt cramped sometimes, like the weight of perfection was pressing in through...
The air in the Crucible of Order hung thick with the scent of ozone and burnt metal. Zara, Archon of Light, barely registered it. Her senses were consumed by the rhythmic clash of twin lightsabers against durasteel, the hiss and crackle of deflecting blaster fire. Her breath hitched, a ragged...